As many of you know, my mother's health continues to decline. Every time the phone rings, I dread answering it. To have a loved one lose their memory is absolutely heartbreaking. It gets harder and harder for me to watch as my mom's personality disappears.
Also her physical condition is extremely fragile. I appreciate and admire the aides and nurses who care for Mother and all the other elderly patients. Watching them lift and move weak patients is amazing;they do such a smooth transfer from wheelchair to bed.
I believe January is one of the best months for reading. I am glad my love of reading was nurtured years ago when I was a little girl. I remember what a thrill it was when the bookmobile would stop in front of our house in Swartz, Louisiana. Now I probably have too many books, but I can't part with many of them.
A few have special significance.
Some have been lovely gifts.
Some were inexpensive finds at stores like Goodwill.
Speaking of finds, I chose this tin pail recently to use as a wastecan in the guest bedroom. Each side shows children climbing trees and swinging...reminders of my own childhood.